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The highest point near my house: sunrise from Alexandra Palace.

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The City, Docklands and the south shore of the Thames by sunrise.

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I took a great number of sunset and sunrise photographs around the turn of the year: a Christmas Eve walk produced a surprisingly colourful sunset, and two different sunrises just into the New Year were similarly beautiful. Then there was also the Hoover Building - a third January sunrise.

A friend asked why I was suddenly taking so many sunsets and sunrises; basically, it is because I can: they are more accessible at this time of year. For much of the year, to be honest, I can't be arsed with sunrise - you simply have to get up too early.

Also, though, there were some beautiful skies: the low winter sun passing through misty winter mornings produces some beautiful shades.

These photos have been on flickr for a while, and links were posted on Facebook, but I wanted to set them up here, too - these sets, curated, look a little different.

They'll follow in the next three posts...

Perivale

Jan. 22nd, 2012 04:40 pm
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The Hoover Building is in Perivale, a western suburb of London. I have been past many times, but I cannot remember ever going to Perivale before.

It was dawn; surprisingly beautiful.

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Heading west for the wassailling, we drove past the Hoover Building just after sunrise. After the light-industrial mess of the North Circular and the Western Avenue - an unattractive jumble of buildings and hoardings together with a modern sprouting of budget hotels - seeing the art deco grandeur of the Hoover Building was spirit-raising: a beautiful sight.

So I went back early on Monday morning: yet another sunrise...

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Going back to posting photographs ... I spent a weekend in Salisbury in October. I took a lot of photographs of the cathedral, almost obsessively.

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Sunrise behind the cut... )

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Whilst I climbed the crags to watch the sunset, I realised that it was over twenty five years since I had climbed Arthur’s Seat at dawn, too, to watch the sunrise; and even, that day, it had been cloudy, so I hadn’t seen the sunrise. (There was a girl involved. It wasn’t a wasted trip.) Given the glorious winter weather Edinburgh had, and the fact that dawn was relatively late, meaning I didn’t have to get up particularly early, I decided to climb Arthur’s Seat the following morning.

It was fascinating watching the sky change from ink-black through mauve to orange and then blue.

I wasn’t alone on the top of Arthur’s Seat: there were several American teenagers, part of an evangelical prayer group. One of them spoke to others, about saying prayers and then spending some time alone in thought, making sure they remembered the sunrise. It was odd having them turn what I considered a pagan event into a Christian one. Still, they didn’t really disturb me.

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rhythmaning: (sunset)
Whilst I climbed the crags to watch the sunset, I realised that it was over twenty five years since I had climbed Arthur’s Seat at dawn, too, to watch the sunrise; and even, that day, it had been cloudy, so I hadn’t seen the sunrise. (There was a girl involved. It wasn’t a wasted trip.) Given the glorious winter weather Edinburgh had, and the fact that dawn was relatively late, meaning I didn’t have to get up particularly early, I decided to climb Arthur’s Seat the following morning.

It was fascinating watching the sky change from ink-black through mauve to orange and then blue.

I wasn’t alone on the top of Arthur’s Seat: there were several American teenagers, part of an evangelical prayer group. One of them spoke to others, about saying prayers and then spending some time alone in thought, making sure they remembered the sunrise. It was odd having them turn what I considered a pagan event into a Christian one. Still, they didn’t really disturb me.

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Over a year ago, we spent a week in Alnmouth. I took a lot of pictures, but I have only just processed them.

One morning, I woke early and went down to the beach to watch the sunrise; the next day, we both went down.

It was very cold, the wind coming in off the North Sea. But it was also very beautiful watching the sun slowly rise behind the clouds.

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More pictures behind the cut… )

rhythmaning: (sunset)
Over a year ago, we spent a week in Alnmouth. I took a lot of pictures, but I have only just processed them.

One morning, I woke early and went down to the beach to watch the sunrise; the next day, we both went down.

It was very cold, the wind coming in off the North Sea. But it was also very beautiful watching the sun slowly rise behind the clouds.

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More pictures behind the cut… )

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